Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist-Chapter 502: Mother Pandora

Boom!

The sound of something heavy crashing to the ground.

Crack!

The sound of crystalline fragments shattering.

"..."

Athena looked down at the shattered ice that had been Verethragna and Melqart. For a moment, she was too stunned to speak.

What power is this?

Verethragna and Melqart had just... died!

She felt as though her entire being had been frozen by a force colder than the Underworld itself. In the blink of an eye, they had turned to ice and crumbled to pieces on the ground.

At that same moment, having achieved the feat of slaying gods, Rei Ao felt a peculiar tug upon his soul. Because he was already so powerful, he could resist the pull if he wished, but he didn't need to guess to know this was Pandora's summons—a result of completing the "God-slaying" deed.

Rei Ao's brow twitched slightly. He did not immediately respond to the summons. Instead, he turned toward Athena.

"As you can see, I've accomplished the feat of slaying gods. I'm being called to the Netherworld to become a Godslayer. But I'm not particularly interested in being a Godslayer. What does catch my attention, though, is the 'Mother' of Godslayers."

"I plan to check things out there. I assume you won't harm this island or my companions while I'm away?"

"..."

Athena cast Rei Ao a deep, scrutinizing look.

"Until I fulfill my own agreement with you, I won't act rashly."

"Excellent. That's exactly what I wanted to hear."

Rei Ao grinned.

"Wait for me to return."

Casting a glance at Doni, who had just arrived, he vanished in response to Pandora's summons.

"Rei Ao disappeared!"

Utaha cried out in surprise as his figure vanished from before their eyes.

"No, not disappeared."

Erica swallowed hard.

"The Heretic Gods fell, and he completed a god-slaying feat. Rei Ao... is about to become a Godslayer!"

She still felt dazed. She had personally witnessed the birth of the world's seventh Demon King! And it had happened through the instant annihilation of two Heretic Gods.

"I just witnessed history!"

"Tsk, I came at such an inconvenient time."

Salvatore Doni stepped forward, scratching the back of his head in annoyance. He, too, had seen the birth of the seventh Demon King with his own eyes, and had seen how effortlessly that person killed the Heretic Gods. In that single moment, Doni felt a power cold enough to freeze the world—a force that could threaten even him.

Yes, the soon-to-be seventh Demon King possessed truly unimaginable power.

"You're... Lord Salvatore Doni, the King of Swords!"

Erica recognized him at once and turned pale. She wondered why the sixth Demon King had come here.

"Heh-yo."

Doni glanced over the three of them.

"So, it looks like you're the new Demon King's retainers."

With no grievance against them, he wasn't looking to cause trouble. But his eyes narrowed at someone else.

"Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, Triune in divinity. You're quite a formidable Heretic God."

He produced a sword out of thin air.

Athena looked at him calmly.

"I sense the aura of a god, the power of a god. You are one who has slain a god."

Recognizing Doni's identity as a Godslayer, Athena did nothing further. She descended to the ground.

"I have a pact with that human known as Rei Ao. I shall fight him once he returns."

Ignoring Doni, who now wore a grave expression, she approached Erica, Utaha, and Eriri.

In a cool voice, she asked, "You—his retinue—would you share your stories about him?"

...

While they conversed, Rei Ao closed his eyes and, in that instant, found himself in a vast, desolate world filled with the aura of death—this was the Netherworld, the gap between the land of the living and the land of the undying.

Here, spirit and consciousness were more crucial than physical substance. It was a realm that had recorded everything that ever happened from the birth of the universe, as well as every possible future event, a realm where the line between fiction and reality was extremely blurred.

Movement here was through the mind, not the feet.

Rei Ao advanced mentally and soon came upon a palace and a young girl with waist-length hair—seemingly a "little girl" in appearance. His eyes flickered. He raised a hand in greeting:

"Greetings, Lady Pandora."

Pandora, the beautiful goddess—created by the deities as a flawless maiden to punish Prometheus for secretly granting mortals the divine fire.

They gave her every talent conceivable: voice, power, artistry, beauty... Because Prometheus foresaw the wrath of the gods, they had Pandora (and the jar containing all the world's evils) delivered to Epimetheus—"Afterthought," Prometheus's brother.

In the myth, Pandora opened that jar, releasing disasters upon mankind, while the "hope" left by Athena remained sealed at the bottom. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

The mythology of this world might be in chaos, but Rei Ao guessed that this aspect—Pandora as the bearer of hope—remained key.

Possibly that was why all Godslayers are referred to as Epimetheus's children—Pandora's ritual grants those who kill gods the power of the gods themselves.

She was, in a sense, humanity's last hope.

"Oh?"

"...My child, you seem to know your 'Mother' quite well."

Pandora bounced up in front of Rei Ao, acting as though they were already well-acquainted. She had pointed elf-like ears and pale-pink hair pulled into two long pigtails behind her, wearing a simple off-the-shoulder white robe.

While the exposed shoulders and slight reveal of skin would normally be seductive on an adult, she appeared in the form of a little girl, so it lacked the usual allure.

Even so, Pandora radiated an extraordinary beauty—among all the women Rei Ao had ever seen, many were arguably more gorgeous in a typical sense, but none possessed the same enthralling charm that stirred something in his heart. This beguiling magic simply exuded from her.

After regarding Rei Ao for a bit, Pandora clapped her hands in delight.

"As expected of my child! And your first time slaying gods, you succeeded twice over!"

"All these years—this is the first time someone's done that!"

'God-slayer' refers to those mortals who have accomplished the feat of killing a deity, recognized by the hidden goddess Pandora. And on top of that, it was his first attempt at slaying a god—so many "impossibilities." No wonder she brimmed with pride.

Yes, pride. To Pandora, all Godslayers are her "children." She, as the "Mother," finds pride in her children's achievements—naturally.

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